“A drink…” by Taneda Santōka
Sunday afternoon, tiptoeing into evening. Above me, orange is slowly fading into pink. I am waiting for what follows: for the deep blue to appear, like the sea washing up, and for everything to go quiet, until all around me has turned to ink. Night. Then the moon shows her face, like a lover opening a window.
Until then:
“A drink…”
Taneda Santōkaa drink
would be nice now
sunset sky
designrox1103l
A Word Picture from the artists’ mind. The imagery was crystal clear to me. Thank you for your post.
Susan Scheid
“for the deep blue to appear, like the sea washing up. . . ” Lovely phrase. Something in it reminds me of Stevens.